The return of petitions

Wei Wuxian didn't go far away, and kept following Xue Yang at a distance that wasn't too close.

Xue Yang naturally knew that Wei Wuxian was at the rear, but he really didn't want to talk to this person, so he thought it would be better to take advantage of this to part ways, and no one would restrain him when they went their separate ways in the future.

After walking for about half an hour, seeing that Xue Yang was really ruthless going all the way forward and showing no signs of softening, Wei Wuxian thought to himself, when he stops, it will be better to take the initiative, so he ran in big strides He stepped forward and said, "Xue Yang, after walking for so long, are you hungry? Do you want to take a break and eat something?"

Xue Yang walked indifferently, as if there was no one around.

"Xue Yang," Wei Wuxian reached out and tugged at his sleeve, his tone full of apology: "I said too much just now, I really didn't mean it. If I don't say that again in the future, don't bother with me." gone."

Xue Yang stopped to look at him.

Wei Wuxian hastily smiled flatteringly.

Xue Yang raised one corner of his lips to sneer and drew his sword: "I also said just now, if you follow me again, I will kill you."

Wei Wuxian glanced at the long sword in his hand that reflected Ling Ling's cold light, knowing that if he avoided it this time, it would be difficult to recover, so he took a step forward and said: "I said something wrong, what do you want?" I admit it."

"I can do whatever I want?" Xue Yang said coldly with a smile, "I can kill you, too?"

Wei Wuxian said aggrievedly: "Although I don't want to die yet, but if you can calm down like this, then...then you can do it!" After finishing speaking, he really closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for him to do it.

Xue Yang knew that Wei Wuxian was different from the children of ordinary families, and that he had a thick skin. Seeing his behavior now, he was sure that he would not really attack him. In a rage, he stabbed his sword point towards his left shoulder. Wei Wuxian groaned, blood gurgling from the wound.

The pain from the shoulder was extremely real, but after Wei Wuxian opened his eyes, he smiled pleasantly: "I knew that A Yang was soft-hearted and wouldn't really kill me." He didn't take the bleeding wound to heart at all.

Xue Yang drew out the tip of his sword, only to feel that the blood on the man's body was so red that it was dazzling.

The sword was originally aimed straight at the heart, but the moment Xue Yang entered, he subconsciously tilted upwards, avoiding the heart and piercing through the shoulder.

When he retracted the sword, he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He didn't know whether it was because he was merciful or because he had hurt Wei Wuxian. A trace of boredom flashed in Xue Yang's eyes, and he simply stopped looking at the man's shoulder injury, turned around and left.

"Xue Yang," Wei WuXian staggered behind, clutching his wounds, and said with difficulty, "I've already given you a chance to kill me, and you were the one who showed mercy, so you can't be angry with me again, Xue Yang."

Xue Yang walked in a muffled voice without saying a word, but his heart was very confused.

What's the matter with this man?If you are injured, don’t go find a place to apply medicine and bandage, what else do you do?

"Xue Yang, Xue Yang..."

Wei WuXian only followed dozens of steps before he felt a severe pain in his left shoulder. Although the sword had avoided where his heart was, the blade penetrated three inches into the flesh. Every few steps he took, the wound was pulled and blood flowed out continuously. His robe fell to the ground tick-tock.

Xue Yang didn't walk slowly, Wei Wuxian followed hard, but after only a short distance, he began to pant, and even couldn't stand stably several times and was about to fall, but thanks to his sharp eyesight and quick hands to support the big tree beside him, he was able to barely stand.

Seeing that Xue Yang never turned his head, Wei Wuxian could only call him repeatedly: "Xue Yang, Xue Yang, wait for me, don't go so fast, Xue Yang..."

The loss of blood made Wei Wuxian's entire face pale, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.Seeing that the person in front had walked a few feet away, he had to take a deep breath and try his best to keep up, panting violently while walking: "Xue Yang, I really, really can't keep up...your pace, Xue Yang... ..."

Xue Yang lowered his head and hurried away, pretending that he didn't hear and there was no one behind him.

But I didn't want to take two steps, when there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind my ears, my heart tightened suddenly, and the movement was faster than consciously, I looked back, and it was Wei Wuxian who fell to the ground exhausted, hurriedly went back to recover The man helped him up, reached out his hand to take out the medicine bottle in his arms, poured a pill for him to eat, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

"not good……"

Wei Wuxian's face was as white as tinfoil, and his breath was not steady when he spoke, and he could only lean against Xue Yang's arms to breathe and calm his mind after only two words.

Seeing that he was indeed seriously injured, Xue Yang secretly blamed himself for going too far, and there was a look of regret in his eyes, but he said very firmly: "Alright, I'll just leave you here and see how you still follow me .”

"No." Wei WuXian held Xue Yang, the blood between his fingers stained his hand, "Are you so cruel to me Xue Yang...you leave me here, I will really die..."

Xue Yang broke away from his hand, took another powder and sprinkled a thick layer on his wound: "You won't die."

"Then you won't leave me?" Wei Wuxian held him again, shaking him slightly.

Xue Yang glanced at him, gritted his teeth and said, "No."

"Don't get angry with me anymore?" Wei WuXian curled his lips, his black eyes showing a flattering guilt and apology.

"Not anymore." Xue Yang answered very quickly this time.

"Then, will you also go to Qishan with me?" Wei Wuxian asked full of expectation.

Xue Yang hesitated.

"Cough, cough," Wei WuXian coughed a few times while clutching his wound, and said in a mournful voice, "It hurts so much..."

Xue Yang gritted his teeth and replied, "I'll go with you to Mount Qi."

He has never been the only one who has made others helpless, and this is the first time he has met someone who can crush him to death. Wei Wuxian really came to restrain him, right?

"Really?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"If you don't believe me, then I won't go." Xue Yang raised his eyebrows.

"I believe, I believe!" After getting all the answers he wanted, Wei WuXian's complexion improved greatly, and he grinned as if he had forgotten the pain of the wound.

Xue Yang frowned and watched him for a moment, then he woke up from the road. He was seriously injured and fell to the ground so weak that he was faking it.

"You! Wei Wuxian!" Xue Yang pushed Wei Wuxian to the ground abruptly, and got up angrily: "You dare to play me, are you really looking for death!"

"I'm not kidding you," Wei WuXian hurriedly grabbed Xue Yang's hand and said, "It really hurts, this sword piercing into the flesh was not fake, didn't you see so much blood?" The more he spoke, the lower his voice And the more aggrieved: "I'm already like this, why are you still playing with you? I really want you to go to Qishan with me."

Xue Yang stood there looking at him, his hands were covered in blood from Wei Wuxian.

"Go to Qishan with me, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately anymore," Wei Wuxian looked up at him, and said softly, "I won't let people bully you anymore, so you don't have to think about taking revenge on anyone anymore."

Xue Yang remained silent for a long time, and only waited until Wei Wuxian waited with bated breath for fear that he would refuse back, nodded and said, "Yes."

Because of Wei Wuxian's injury, the two stayed in the forest for a few more days, and waited for the wound to heal before leaving for Qishan.

These few days Xue Yang took good care of Wei Wuxian, as long as the injured person cried out in pain, no matter how impatient Xue Yang was, he would forcefully wash and change the dressing to bandage the wound.

Wei Wuxian enjoyed it very much, if it wasn't for the training time approaching, it would be good for him to stay here forever.

Wei Wuxian didn't value the training this time, but he didn't go there for personal reasons, but to represent Lianhuawu, so he didn't want to be late to be caught by Wen Chao, and Yu Jian took Xue Yang there when he recovered.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he reached the foot of Qishan, people surrounded him from all directions, dragged Xue Yang off the sword, and tightly clamped his arms so that he couldn't move.

Wen Chao came out slowly from behind the crowd, and said condescendingly with a smug smile, "You still know how to come back! Hey, why did you still come with Mr. Wei? I haven't seen you for a while, Xue Yang, you've all climbed up to the famous Mr. gone."

"Wen Chao, what do you mean?" Wei WuXian, who was forcibly restrained by the other people, said in a deep voice, "You invited someone to listen to the training, and you have to force them to go back before the door has entered?"

"Oh, Mr. Wei didn't open his mouth, I forgot that there was such a person." Wen Chao suddenly realized, "It turns out that Mr. Wei came to listen to the training. I really don't know if you don't tell me about your arrogance. But, our Wen family People here are always broad-minded, even third-rate disciples like Mr. Wei are welcome, and Buyetian has already prepared a firewood house for you, just waiting for Mr. Wei to live in!"

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, and said again: "Speaking of which, I really want to thank Mr. Wei for sending Xue Yang back for us all the way."

"Have you said enough, Wen Chao?" Xue Yang sneered impatiently, "I haven't seen you for so long and you are still annoying as always. Why, forget the pain when the scar is healed?"

Seeing that Xue Yang was mocking him for being injured by being kicked by his father Wen Ruohan as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt embarrassed, but he didn't dare to do anything to him, so he said fiercely: "Xue Yang, you better get it already The fourth piece of Yin iron, otherwise, when I see my father, I will still be in trouble."

Xue Yang tilted his head and smiled, and said, "Thank you, Second Young Master Wen, you still have to worry about such trivial things as me in your busy schedule. Why, why don't you take me to see Xiandu, do you want to talk to me again?"

Only then did Wei Wuxian realize that letting Xue Yang come to Qishan was equivalent to sending him directly to Wen Ruohan.

Although Xue Yang looked relaxed and at ease now, Wei Wuxian still couldn't help worrying—after all, Wen Ruohan was never someone who could get away with just talking.

"Wen Chao, Xue Yang doesn't have Yin Tie on him," Wei Wuxian said anxiously, "It's useless for you to catch him."

"Who said I caught him?" Wen Chao raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, the others immediately loosened their grip on Xue Yang.

"Xue Yang is a distinguished guest of Qishan, we are waiting for him to bring back the fourth piece of Yin iron!" Wen Chao said with a smile: "Besides, you may not know that Xue Yang's body is the ancestor of the evil way, Xue Chonghai. With the blood of Yin Tie, it will get twice the result with half the effort, we are too late to entertain him, how can we catch him."

Xue Yang only felt that Wen Chao talked so much that he wished he could cut his tongue with a sword: "Why are you talking so much nonsense, can you still leave?"

"Let's go, of course." Wen Chao casually raised his hand, "Send Mr. Wei to the firewood room to rest well. You have to attend training tomorrow morning, so don't delay."

When being forcibly taken away by several Wen disciples, Wei Wuxian kept looking at Xue Yang, and felt a little relieved when he saw that although his face was expressionless, his eyes were still fixed on him.